The loud ring of the landline gained the attention of Freddy. He took the call and after a while moved towards Acp sir's cabin where TRIO were discussing about some old cases.
"Sir Hotel Royal Blue mein ek ladki ka khoon ho gaya hai"
"Thik hai.. chalo chalte hai.." Acp sir ordered.
"Aur Abhijeet... "
All stopped in their track and Abhijeet looked towards Acp sir.
"Ji sir.."
"Tarika ko bhi bula lo.. Purvi chutti per hai aj.. toh shayed hume uski zaroorat pare.."
"Ji..ji sir." Abhijeet stammered a bit while replying.
He called Tarika and the team headed towards the hotel.
Tarika moved towards the team who were investigation the case at pool side now after
collecting all the forensic details.
"Sir... maine sare evidents collect kar liye hain." She informed ACP.
"Good. Evidence bhejwa do Lab mein. Aur tum yahi raho kuch der. Deal lar logi na female
suspects amd witnesses se agar jarurat pare toh?"
"Ji.. ji sir. Of course. Aur maine evidence bhejwa diya hain lab."
"Good."
Tarika smiled. ACP walked towards Abhijeet and Daya who were interrogating some suspects at pool side. One of them was female.
Tarika looked at Abhijeet adorably. She rarely accompanied him in fields. Even if she did her
jobs were initials. She always left after collecting the evidence. Looking at him she smiled. She was adoring his professional attitudes keeping a safe distance from the team when Abhijeet realized her constant gaze on him. He looked at her for a brief moment and Tarika smirked, adoring him even more. That was definitely not a good idea- distracting him in his work. He hated it to some point. But she wouldn't let go the opportunity just like that. She winked at him,
smiling broader.
Abhijeet lost his concentration for a second seeing her bold moves. But he composed himself immediately and at the same time noting on his mind that he had to warn his girlfriend about her unprofessional behaviour.
ACP however noticed the change in his officer and followed the senior inspector's gaze only to settle on the lady forensic experts of their team. Although Tarika was quick to change her position and pretending to be deeply noticing the surrounding ACP did understood the events taken place few seconds before. Nevertheless, hee decided to ignore.
Suddenly the waitress they were enqurring started to run to escape from them.
Before Tarika could understood anything the lady bumped to Tarika hard. Tarika who was
standing near the water lost her balance on the sudden jerk and fell inside the pool.
"Tarika!!" Abhijeet was about to jump after her without wasting a second but Daya held his hand.
"She can swim!" Daya said.
Indeed Tarika's head popped out of the water after less than a minute. Everybody sighed of
relief.
The waitress was caught by Freddy and Pankaj. They took her to a less crowded corner for further interrogation.
Abhijeet helped Tarika to come out of the pool.
"Tarika tum thik ho?" The first question he asked as soon as she came out of the pool.
Tarika assured him with her eyes nodding at him.
Her white dress became transparent revealing her inner wears and body curve. Abhijeet noticed many people's eyes on her. He gritted his teeth in anger though no one dared to give lusty looks in front of the cops. He was quick enough to remove his coat and made her wear that. She smiled at his gesture and covered herself properly. He was still looking at her concerned.
"I am fine Abhijeet. Don't worry."
Before he could reply, Freddy called him. He excused himself and joined Freddy in the further enquiry of the case.
Tarika started shivering after a while. She was standing in a corner, far from Abhijeet's view.
Acp sir noticed her. He called Abhijeet.
"Yes sir..."
"Abhijeet tum ek kaam karo.. Tarika ko leke kisi room mein chale jayo..
Dhyan rakho uska.. aise rahegi toh tabiyat bigar jayegi"
"Sir..ma..main"
"Ha tum.. kyon koi problem hai?"
Abhijeet felt embarrassed at the way Acp sir told him.
"Nahi matlab.. ko..koi female waitress chali jati toh.."
Though these words left his mouth, but his face showed the pure concern he had for her mixed with embarrassment.
Acp sir raised his one eyebrow with a Is that so look.
"Ma..main ja ra raha hoon" He quickly moved from the sight of Acp sir to save himself from
further embarrassment.
Acp sir looked at his way and shook his head while chuckling.
Abhijeet moved towards Tarika downheaded. Reaching near her he held her by her elbow
gently and without looking at her he said-."Chalo mere sath."
"Kaha?" She asked as she followed him.
Abhijeet didn't answer. They moved towards the reception.
"Can we have a room for a while."
"Sir all reservation are blocked due to the murder taking place at room number 402."
"I know. I am CID officer. This is my lady colleague. She needs to use a room and also a drier.
Do you think you can manage?"
"Yes.. ofcourse sir."
Within few minutes the receptionist arranged a room for them. Abhijeet requested for a waitress and he was informed that she will be there in the room within a very short time.
Entering into the room Abhijeet increased the room temperature.
"Main dekhta hu Bathroom mein fresh towel hoga "
Abhijeet returned from bathroom after a while with a towel.
Tarika was sitting in bed. Abhijeet offered her the towel to dry herself. Tarika removed his coat
and started drying her hair.
"I think you should leave your clothes."
"Don't be stupid." Tarika murmured.
"You can wrap the towel."
And then?"
"Then you can give your clothes to the laundry for drying." Abhijeet said, unbelievingly.
"My clothes?"
"Yeah." Abhijeet rolled his eyes.
"Including my undergarments!"
"Yes.."
"Shut up. I am fine." Tarika started drying her hair.
"Tarika you dont know how long it will take here. Tumhe thand lag jaigi. Aur problem kya hain...
waitress hi toh arahi hai na... "
"Tum kuch bhi bolte ho..."
"Tum khud kapre utar rahi ho ya main utaru?" Abhijeet was frustrated. He wanted to be done as fast as possible.
"Dekho... tumhe der ho raha hoga toh tum jao... I will manage here."
"Yaha ek murder ho gaya hain Tarika. I can't take risk."
"I can protect myself "
"I dont doubt it. But i dont want to take risk. Now would you please hurry up. Waitress ati hi hogi."
Ignoring him, Tarika started wiping her hairs with the towel. She was taking much time and Abhijeet was getting impatient.
He went behind her and started opening the zipper of the dress. Tarika was stunned and turned towards him.
"Ye kya kar rahe ho..?"
"Dikh nahi raha..tumhare kapre utar raha hoon.."
"Kya sochenge saab log!"
"Kamre mein sirf tum aur main hoon.. aur waise bhi koi kya soche mujhe koi fark nahi parta..
tumhari health mere liye jaida important hai.. ab tum khud utar rahi ho ya main continue karu?"
He said with a stern expression.
"Fine. Main hi karti hoon"
Tarika started opening her top.
"T..tum yehi change karne wali ho?"
"Haan toh.. kamre mein toh sirf hum dono hi hai.." Tarika smirked at him.
"Kyon? Koi prblm hai?" She said with an extra innocent expression.
"Na..nahi.. nahi toh.. mujhe kya problem ho sakta hai.. "
He started looking here and there to avoid looking at Tarika stripping in front of him. She was enjoying his discomfort.
"Agar tum kaho toh main bathroom mein change kar leti hu.." Tarika smirked again.
"Hmm.. Huh?" Abhijeet though shy felt disappointed withe proposal.
Tarika smirked knowingly.
"Nahi yahi kar leti hu... tumhe agar problem ho toh tum akh band kar sakte ho."
Tarika's voice was teasing. As if she was challenging him to watch her striping. Abhijeet gave her his famous onesided twitching lips smile while raising his eyebrow.
"Do you know I can arrest you for trying to seduce an on duty officer like this?"
"Acha??" Tarika mocked. She turned around showing Abhijeet her back and took off her top.
Of course. Ye bahar tum kya kar rahi thi? Tumhe ketnu baar kaha hain ki..."
"Sadhu purush ki kari tapashya.."
"Tarika... dont call me that..."
"Acha.." Tarika teased him badly.
Abhijeet was looking at her back awed. He wanted to avert his eyes from her but couldn't.
She slowly seductively removed her pants making him gulped his saliva. It was always hard for him to resist her. Now even on duty he was finding it tough.
Tarika turned towards him with a teasing smile on her lips. Her wet underwears revealed her private parts in front of him.
"Sadhu purush ji... apki tapasya toh humne kaab ki bhang kar di thi.. ab phir se tapasya pe baith gaye hai kya?" She winked at him.
"De..dekho Tarika.. hum dono on duty hai.." Abhijeet tried to remind her.
"Haan toh maine kab kaha off duty hai.. aur tumhi ne toh kaha kapre utarne ko"
"Maine kab kaha mujhe seduce karo.."
"Maine kya kiya.. I just removed my clothes. You got seduced, it's your problem.. not mine." She gave a duh expression to him while biting her inner lips to control herself from chuckling at him.
"Acha.. thi.. thik hain.. Jo bhi hain. Ab jaldi karo."
"Bara jaldi hai tumhe huh!" Tarika started walking towards him with her wet beauty.
"Tarika tum... bohot Pachtaogi.. I am warning you."
Tarika bit her lower lips seductively as she wrapped her hands around his neck, pressing her wet chest against his.
"Tarika mere kapre bhi bhig jainge..." He looked down where their chest touched and could see her luscious half naked breasts.
Abhijeet's phone rang saving him. Tarika made an annoyed face. She was having fun teasing
him.
Abhijeet freed himself from his grip and walked towards the window to attend the call.
"Haan Daya bolo."
"Ho gaya tum dono ka??"
"K..kya ho gaya! Kya bol rahe ho tum??"
"Main bhige kapre ki baat kar raha tha... arrangements ho gai?"
"Tumlogo ka kyu kaha?"
"Abhijeet... tum na rehne hi do. Ab agar romance khatam ho gaya ho toh reception pe ajao."
"Romance.. kisne kaha ham romance kar rahe hain! Tarika ji ke kapre abhitaq sukhe nahi..wo
housekeeping abhitaq ayi hi nahi."
"Kya!!"
"Haan."
"Acha thik hain.. Ham nikal rahein hain."
"Ho gaya puchtach!"
"Almost. Ek waitress hain.. Sandhya... uska shift start hoga one hour mein... Toh wo adhe
ghante mein ati hi hogi... Tum usse puchtach kar lena. Hame victim ke ghar and office bhi jana hain."
''Acha thik hain."
"Constable hain yaha pe crime scene pe. Toh tum chinta maat karo. Tarika ka ho jaye tabhi ana niche. Usey akela maat chorna."
"Haan haan Thik hain."
"Aisa ACP sir ne mujhe kehne ko kaha... toh keh raha hu... orna mujhe toh pata hi hain tum nahi choroge use akela."
"Acha.. ab rakh."
"Haan.. disturb ho raha hoga tumhe!"
Abhijeet just cut the call.
When Abhijeet turned he found Tarika wrapped in towel folding her wet clothes.
"Ye abhitaq koi aya kyu nahi? Tum reception pe phone karoge or ek baar?" Tarika asked, not looking at him.
Abhijeet was however disappointed on missing her stripping. He shook his head, smiling.
'Abhijeet you are on Duty'. He reminded himself.
"Karo na phone!" Tarika said again.
At the same time there's a knock on door.
"Lo agayi.." Abhijeet said, "Jao dedo kapre apne."
"Abhijeet main aise jau?" Tarika rolled her eyes!
"Haan toh kya hua... waitress hi toj hain."
"Agar waiter hua toh!"
"But we asked.."
"Aur corridor pe kisi ne dekh liya toh!"
Abhijeet gulped. No.. No.. No. He looked at her. The towel was barely covering her thighs. Its better to handle her clothes then letting her be seen by other men like that.
Abhijeet took the clothes and opened the door.
"Hello sir."
"Hello. Here's the clothes. Dry them. Please be fast."
"Okay sir. No problem. Here's robe, towels and a hair drier for the lady."
"Thank you so much."
Abhijeet took the belongings and locked the door.
"wah... Cool. Tum apna baal sukha sakti ho. Aur ye robe pehen lo."
"Its okay. I am fine in this towel. Kon dekh raha hain idhar mujhe!" Tarika said taking the hair
drier. She started drying her hair sitting in bed.
"Main nahi dekh raha? "
"Tumhara dekhna chalta hain mujhe. Aur ketna dekhoge! Dekh dekh ke toh pak gai hoge abtaq!"
"Thats pretty strange ki etne sal bad bhi main tumhe dekh dekh paka nahi abhitaq. You still
linger the same feeling in me."
"Acha!"
"Hmm.."
"Daya kya keh rha tha!"
"Oh huh.." He then explained what Daya said to him.
After explaining what Daya said he involuntarily moved towards Tarika and took the hair drier from her hand.
"Layo main karta hoon"
"Main kar rahi hoon na.."
"Wo toh dikh raha hai mujhe.. but I want to"
"Sab pata hai mujhe.. tumhe toh baas mere kareeb aneka bahana chahiye"
"Mushkil se toh milta hai mauka.. use kaise jane doon?!"
"Baate kaam aur kaam karo.. interrogation ke liye jana hai ki nahi.. baad mein bologe ke maine distract kiya"
He started drying her hair while Tarika was admiring him and smiling at him.
"Aise muskorayoge toh main kuch kar dunga"
"Ab mere muskurane se bhi tum seduced ho jate ho kya!" She teased him while chuckling at him.
He put away the drier as her hair were completely dried.
"Bare natkhat ho gaye hai ap Tarika ji.. apko toh saza milni chahiye"
"Accha!" She raised her one eyebrow with a smirk "Kaisi saza jara hum bhi toh jaanle"
He leaned towards her from behind sitting on bed. Her back was touching his chest. He kept his hands on her bare shoulders and moved his face near her ear.
"aisi saza jiske baad ap hume on duty seduce karneki gustakhi kabhi nahi karenge"
Abhijeet kissed her behind her ear and dragged the kiss down her neck to ber bare shoulder.
He brushed his rough lips on her skin. His hands moved to hold her close to her chest. He was
hugging her tightly and kissing her. The kisses were soft and affectionate. Not the wild ones.
Tarika knew getting a work holic Abhijeet to want have sex at working hours was hard. Specially when they were outside of Bureau. Tarika for a moment wanted to take that as a challenge. But, she's not sure how Abhijeet would react. Umm.. she had to play innocent she decided.
Tarika turned towards him still sitting on bed. Abhijeet's hands moved behind her and rested just above her hips.
Tarika touched his cheek with her one hand and looked into his eyes. Abhijeet tucked her curls behind her ears and cupped her face lovingly.
"Can we steal some moments for us?" Tarika requested. Abhijeet could sense the void in her voice. They hardly got time for themselves after all.
Abhijeet couldn't say no to his lady, seeing the pleading gaze of her. A few kisses wouldn't harm till her clothes arrived. They have 30 minutes to themselves after all.
He leaned towards her for a kiss.
He kissed her lips slowly, gently, taking his time. Tarika let him. She didn't respond back. She just closed her eyes to feel him. He always felt so new to her.
Slowly his kiss started to get passionate. His hands were rubbing her neck smoothly as he
worked his ways inside her mouth. Tarika responded, pulling him close to her by his hair.
Tarika's hand reached to his thigh but she just rest it there not wanting to alert Abhijeet so soon.
As Abhijeet started to kiss her neck down she started opening the buttons of hus shirt without her knowledge. Abhijeet held her hands instantly and moved them away. He wasn't totally carried away huh! Though he never stopped kissing her his mind was still alert.
His lips worked on her skin faster as he moved towards her cleavage. Tarika's grip on his hair got tighter while her one hand was still in his grip. He made her lay on her back in the bed while kissing her. He couldn't help biting her just above her left breast and Tarika let out a seductive moan.
"Shit Tarika! Don't make such sounds. It will become uncontrollable for me to control then."
Tarika dragged him by pulling his collar face to face and smirked at him with,
"I thought you were supposed to punish me.. here you are getting punished yourself"
"Tarika don't provoke me. The consequences will not be good"
"Oh yeah.. at the end you will suffer as well"
Abhijeet sighed because he knew that she's right.
But he wasn't the one to accept defeat so easily. He knew his ways with her. His facial
expression changed into a mischievous one. He took her lips into a fierce kiss. Before she could wrap her hands around him, he pinned her hands on bed with his hands. He teased her lips with his tongue and dragged his lips downwards towards her throat. She whined at the lost connection of their lips as she wanted more of him. He kissed on her breast over the towel and she whimpered. She wanted to press him more against her but her hands were still pinned against the bed.
"Abhijeet please.."
"I had warned you, didn't I?"
"Huh"
Tarika wasn't so easy to dominate. She bent her one knee and tried to press his groin. But
Abhijeet was quick enough to block ot with his own knee. He knew her tricks.
Tarika groaned and tried with her other knees but Abhijeet didnt let her. He shifted his position.
He let go of her hands and rested her head on his palm supporting by his elbow. His other hand was cressing her hair. His one leg was over her thighs blocking her tricky knee moves. He smirked.
"You are always so desperate for me right?" He kissed her neck bending down.
"Yes. And I don't feel shame about it. I agree that I want always." Tarika's voice was deep and seduced.
Abhijeet looked at her.
"I never knew Abhijeet I would be craving for love this much. And I dont think it would have been the same with any other man." Tarika touched his cheek.
A thought of another man touching her like the way he did passed his mind and his grip on her hair became tight involuntarily, like a reflex.
Tarika chuckled. She understood him, his thoughts, his insecurities. Taking his hand which was on her hair in between her palms she kissed it.
"Don't feel like it Abhijeet. I dont know if I would be forced by someone ever or not but I will never allow someone touch me the way you do. I am only yours. And I will die as yours... only."
"Tarika... I don't deserve you." Abhijeet said, guilt that he couldn't give her enough.
"You do Abhijeet. And you know why?"
Abhijeet shook his head.
"Because You Have Touched My Soul Abhijeet. You sooth my soul. You make it calm. You make it feel like it is worth of love." Slowly Tarika kissed his lips. Abhijeet gave in her desires.
He knew Tarika was trying to get him but he also knew she meant every words of it.
He felt the need of proceeding further. He could still control himself if he wanted. But he didn't want to. He wanted to give her what she wanted, he wanted to give himself what his heart wanted.
"We have only 15 minutes Tarika.."
"Cut the foreplay and just take me"
With one pull of Abhijeet, the towel came undone leaving her naked before him. He moved her hands downwards in between her legs and touched her. Her body shivered in pleasure.
"Ohhmm"
She was already wet, he rubbed his fingers to make her wetter than she already was. She was completely ready for him.
"Take me NOW" she was authoritative this time.
He unbuckled the belt and started opening the jeans. Tarika helped him in discarding his jeans quickly as they didn't want to waste any more time.
With one strong jerk, he pushed himself into her completely and she moaned his name loudly.
"Abhijeeeettt... oh my god.."
He started kissing and sucking her breasts while pumping in and out of her. Her hands rested on his back pulling him closer to her while she was moaning with his each stroke. The pleasure was immense to make them forget about the case for the time being.
"Faster... Abhijeet" she demanded and he increased his pace.
They reached their climax as Abhijeet stroked deep inside her for the last time.
There's a knock on the door. Abhijeet was quick enough to stand up. As he pulled up his jeans along with his boxers and tucked his shirt in he looked at the naked beauty lying on the bed trying to catch her breathes.
"Tarika be quick." He urged her but she didn't move.
Shaking his head disapprovingly he moved near her tucked the towel which was under her above her breasts.
"I am opening the door now."
Abhijeet walked towwards the door to answer. Tarika gathered herself and moved inside the
bathroom.
Abhijeet opened the door while setting his hair. The waitress was standing there with a extra broad smile. Abhijeet at once got her. he just knew those looks. And also her shirt was a bit more revealing than the last time? Gosh! His detectiveness.
Abhijeet took the clothes from her hand.
"You need anything else?" She asked sweetly, setting her hair behind her ear.
"No. Thanks."
"Anything for your colleague? "
"Ummm... ah... she's my girlfriend actually." Abhijeet smirked. He loved to break girls' hearts in this specific way. He laughed on his mind.
"Oh.."
"Thanks." Abhijeet shut the door.
Tarika was still in bathroom. Abhijeet waited for her. He placed her clothes on bed.
Tarika came out after a while and caught him smiling om his own.
"Kya baat hain! Muskura kyu rahe ho? Waitress ne flirt kiya kya?" Tarika said as a matter of fact.
"Kya?? Tumhe keisey pata?"
Tarika smiled. She walked behind him. As her hands went under his arms he looked at his side to meet her eyes.
Tarika held his jaw and turned his face towards the mirror. Abhijeet looked at their replicas on mirror and smiled
"What? We look good together, I know."
"You know this look of yours? Its hard to resist." Tarika kissed his cheek.
Abhijeet ruffled his hair to mess them more and smiled sheepishly.
He turned towards her and held her by her waists.
"You love being flirted, right?" Tarika asked.
"Umm... A bit." He smirked.
"You... " Tarika hit his chest.
"But you know what I love more?"
"What?"
"To break their hearts." He laughed.
Tarika pushed him away, controlling her smile.
"Main bahar wait karta hu.. tum change karke ajao." Abhijeet changed his voice in a business
type manner.
"Yeah.. okay."
Abhijeet walked outside the room.
.Many Many Happy returns of the day DamelInShinningArmour. It's been an honour to post something for you